Friday, May 27, 2011

Some fun stuff!

Porter had his Spring Concert today. He's been talking and singing at home for weeks about the concert. Last night he woke up with his ear killing him. He was up from about midnight to 3ish, so he was exhausted at the performance, but he said he felt better and wanted to go. It was so cute, I love watching my kids perform at anything.


Last friday Logan was announced as Student of the Month for April.
Last friday was also Father's and Son's. The boys stayed up late and woke up early. By late afternoon Porter had had it with life and was sent to his room. 5 minutes later this is how I found him:)


The boys on their way to camp.


Porter had his field trip last friday as well, (busy day!) Brandon was able to take him and they had so much fun together.


Milking the cow!


Porter and his buddy Christian.


Olivia, aka Peg Bundy all ready to hang out with momma while the boys were gone.


Saturday, May 21, 2011

Getting a little bit real!

Did you watch Oprah this last week? I haven't watched Oprah in years but decided to record her last week of shows. So yesterday, I watched Thursday's episode about her favorite guests. It was a good one. I cried pretty hard! One of her favorite guests was these children who told the untold side of kids who are in the middle of parents divorce. These kids were so brave and in a way I felt what they said I had experienced in my own life.

My parents divorced when I was 15. I came home from the first week of high school, and my dad was there with his bags packed telling us he was leaving. I have replayed that moment in my head so many different times. What if I would have begged him to stay? What if I would have told him he couldn't leave? I have thought all the "what if's." I remember talking with my little brother who was 11 and explaining that my dad was with another women. I remember the shocked expression and devastation on his face because he was convinced my dad was going to come back.

I hated going through this, I hated being put into the category of having divorced parents. I hated the sympathy looks I got from everyone around me. I remember people I didn't even know coming up to me at football games and saying, "I heard about your parents, I'm so sorry!" I hated them for bringing it up when I was trying to just be a kid for a small minute.
I think all kids who go through this always have a secret hope that one day your parents will get back together. Maybe it's the Parent Trap idea that if you can just remind them that being together isn't so bad. You think of all the things that you could do or would have done differently to make them or get them to stay together. And then there's so much guilt as a child of divorce. For me, if I talked to my dad or did anything with him there was a huge backlash from my mom. She wanted us to punish him for what he did to us. She couldn't understand that even though I hated what he did to our family he was still my dad. She would rub it in my face when he wouldn't see or talk to me for weeks or months at a time. The first 10 years were awful, there were so many fights, so many harsh words spoken. Family events that should have been joyous were usually taken over with anxiety of keeping my parents apart and who to sit by or talk to at blessings, baptisms, graduations and weddings. On the Oprah show, the psychotherapist guy kept saying it's like a death. But I don't agree with that. It's worse than death because you have the person still alive, still breathing and you knowing that he doesn't want to see you, doesn't want to call. When someone dies, you grieve the loss, and you carry their memory with you.
It's easy to look back and say my parents should have done things differently. My mom should have made my dad take us every other weekend. She should have made him be a parent. But she wanted to hold us hostage from him, and in the end I think it hurt her more. She never got a break, she was the only disciplinarian we had. I and my younger siblings would skip school all the time, and my dad would always excuse us without my mom ever knowing.

I just appreciated Oprah's show for showing the damage that is being done when people divorce. Sometimes divorce is the best option, but I hope this show helped people who were debating getting divorced see what does happen to the kids who are innocently thrown into an adult's world.

Friday, May 13, 2011

A Weeks Review...

We feel like we are sitting on pins and needles waiting for our move to Ohio. We've loved Michigan we're just ready to start the next phase of our lives, anyone else feel that way? We've (Brandon) had to send in a bagillion documents and signatures in trying to buy this beautiful home. We're suppose to close on it in 2 weeks and I'm finally allowing myself to believe we might actually get our loan and be able to get this house. So here's a picture, once it's officially ours I will post more. But we're excited about it.From the Fun Run that the boys did they made their goal to get a crazy hair day. So since boys are a little harder to go crazy hair with we sprayed it, man I was glad I bought those color sprays from Halloween. They were very excited to look "crazy!"




This little girl has decided she is left handed and LOVES to color. The only problem is don't try to color with her, she won't have it. She is what we call VERY INDEPENDENT in her sweet little 2 year old self.

This week was also Teacher Apprieciation Week at our boys school. Really they have the BEST teacher's. I made these little frames for them to give to their teachers. (I got the idea off of Eighteen 25.)

I also volunteered to decorate a door and was put in charge of 2. The one teacher I didn't know so I just did a basic Thanks.

Then for Porter's teacher we made a super woman for his. It was a lot of fun to make this with Porter's help and he was very proud to have helped me with it. When we were putting it up he told everyone that walked by "look what me and mom made for Mrs. Fritz."

And then last but not least Brandon is getting ready to take his boards to become Board Eligible. It's a big test that's really expensive, so please keep him in your prayers this weekend. He takes the test Monday Morning.

Monday, May 2, 2011

The reason I hold onto stuff...

One of the things that I love/hate about myself is my need to hold onto little momentos, like ticket stubs, cards, pictures my kids drew etc... We've been cleaning things out and I've been good, I've thrown away a lot of stuff that has cluttered my kids walls and everything in between. One of the things that I kept and almost threw away was a little book my boys made for their papa and grandma Bishop that said all the things they loved like favorite animal, toy, color, etc. And left a place for their grandparents to fill out, and they also wrote little notes in the back of it. Logan came across his book and was actually able to read it on his own this time. After a few minutes of looking at it he came up to me and said, "wow! Papa really is proud of me! I want to write him a letter." This is a big deal, Logan does not like to write, he loves to read, loves to draw but not write. So because of my need to hold onto these little momentos my son was able to read his papa's letter and read how proud he is of him. Some things are good to hold on to.